Pores don't make a girl cute!

I can't say I've ever been overly worried about my pores, per se. I liked the looks of this face wash because, one, it has baking soda, which seems to be a totally underappreciated resource here, and two, because I, well, liked the looks of it. (See, I am superficial, but about strange things.)

Keana is not the merringue-headed moppet on the front - it means 'pores.' Which I still seem to have. But this stuff does lather into a remarkable whipped texture and leaves my face weirdly soft. It also stings my eyes like hell. Good bye VISION.